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Chapter 607 The power of "Taoism"!
Before the two sides collided, a large number of poisonous smoke tubes were thrown out.

It hit the open space in front, the poisonous chimney shattered, and thick poisonous smoke came out.

The Yellow Turban Army puffed up his chest and blew air towards the outside, a gust of wind swept in, blowing poisonous smoke to where Xia Yanzhen and the others were.

Tiamat directly turned into a dragon form, with two pairs of "little" wings and one.

Also rolled up a gust of wind.

The poisonous smoke was blown away immediately and became extremely thin, and some of it was blown back to the Yellow Turban Army.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei did not stop.

These diluted poisonous fumes have no effect on them.

Like a sharp knife, Liu Bei's three brothers, Bai Zhan and others stabbed into the Yellow Turban Army, directly killing a hole.

After the opening was torn open, it immediately spread to the surroundings.

The soldiers behind followed and started fighting.

Tiamat flew in mid-air, breathing out purple-black dragon breath, covering a large area of ​​Yellow Turbans.

After those yellow scarf soldiers were killed by the dragon's breath, they rushed towards the surrounding soldiers with faint purple-black light on their bodies.

Although these Yellow Turbans have become like Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang.

There is uniformity between actions.

But the improvement in strength is quite limited.

Facing the mighty Liu Bei three brothers and the not much inferior Bai Zhan four, they were simply unstoppable.

The two rushed forward, as if entering no one's land.

Some "Zhang Bao" and "Zhang Liang" seem to be stronger than others—maybe they were also former generals of the Yellow Turban Army.

But they were facing the three brothers Liu Guan Zhang.

Joining hands, even Lu Bu has to avoid the edge temporarily, no one can stop these three brothers.

Coupled with Tiamat's dragon's breath, it played a huge role and disrupted the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

In a short period of time, Lu Zhi's side was as powerful as a rainbow, and it looked like he could directly defeat the Yellow Turban Army.

But Lu Zhi in the back didn't have much joy on his face, this was just the beginning.

You know, the difference between the numbers of the two sides is four or five times.

Such a difference in the number of people, in the case of a direct confrontation, it is difficult to make up for it with personal bravery.

Unless there are a hundred Lu Bu.

Naturally, there are not a hundred Lu Bu on Lu Zhi's side, but there are Xia Yanzhen and Tiamat.

Accompanied by the dragon's breath, it became more and more turbulent.

More and more Yellow Turban soldiers turned into corpses, and from corpses to their own personnel, they rushed towards the enemy even more fearlessly than those imposing soldiers.

If the weapon in your hand is dropped, even your teeth can become weapons.

Before Xia Yanzhen could do anything, Tiamat had already become a "catastrophe" for the Yellow Turban Army.

Naturally, the Yellow Turbans would not allow Tiamat to spit like this.

"call--"

There was a strange whistling sound, which gradually became shrill, like crying.

More than a thousand Zhang Liang roared with their mouths open, their bodies were torn apart from the inside, and black aura gushed out from their bodies, forming a clearly visible black tornado, rolling towards Tiamat regardless of friend or foe.

Wherever they passed, all the horses were swept up into the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

Many people and horses died before landing.

They were chopped up by the black tornado and turned into mutilated corpses.

This is not a simple wind, but a meat grinder.

"Is this the exhaling wind?" Tiamat naturally did not dare to neglect, and immediately stopped exhaling, entering a translucent illusory form, while not forgetting to fly high into the sky.

The black tornado seems to have its own will, chasing Tiamat away.

It danced wildly in mid-air, like a huge poisonous snake.

But Tiamat flew so fast that he threw off Hufeng all at once.

Exhaling the wind to pursue the attack failed, and broke up a lot, rushing to Lu Zhi's place, trying to cause more damage before completely breaking up.

Xia Yanzhen sat on the horse, pulled out the Burning Blood Sword, held it high, and swung it forward.

The fury of the storm formed and collided with the exhaling wind.

Two different "gale winds" turned into a real squall at the same time, blowing in all directions.

Flying sand and rocks, but not enough to cause damage.

"Roar!"

After defeating Hufeng, Xia Yanzhen looked up at the sky.

Tiamat roared from above, and it quickly fell from the sky, rapidly shrinking.

On the wings, there were several blood holes on the body.

Quietly, thousands of people fell from the rear of the Yellow Turban Army, and these people had the same appearance as Zhang Bao.

Their fallen corpses were swollen and swollen, and even water seeped out of them.

Like a dead body.

In the sky, raindrops began to fall, and when they fell on the ground, it was a small pothole.

"Raise the shield! To the sky!"

Lu Zhi's order was spread throughout the army by drums.

Still in the rear, the soldiers who did not participate in the fight raised their shields one after another.

It wasn't dense, and the sparse raindrops fell on the shield, making crisp sounds, like iron hitting.

"Making the wind and calling the rain?" Tiamat said, "There is something about the essential art of peace."

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It can be inferred that this is the art of calling the wind and rain of the Taiping essentials.

The damage was quite good, and Tiamat died when he didn't notice it at high altitude.

Judging from the potholes caused by the raindrops falling, the shield and armor might not be able to stop this rain calling technique.

But the existence of morale has a strong resistance to the rain calling technique.

Greatly weakened the lethality of the Rain Calling Technique.

Compared with Huanfeng, Huanyu has a wider range of damage, but it is also less powerful.

The exhaling wind rolls up, cuts, and falls down again.

The killing power is not comparable to that of the Rain Calling Book.

But if there is no impact on morale, Calling Rain's lethality is quite terrifying. Even Tiamat was greeted emphatically, leaving several blood holes.

At that time, it was at a high altitude, almost leaving the battlefield, and its morale almost dissipated.

The rain call lasted for a short time, dissipating after about 1 minute.

The losses in the rear were not heavy, but a large number of shields became potholes, and a few people failed to resist and died under the rain.

Those who fought in front suffered heavy losses.

During the fight, they didn't have the extra time and strength to block them with shields.

Not only people from Lu Zhi's side died, but also a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers.

Even the Yellow Turban Army suffered more casualties.

There are fewer people on Lu Zhi's side, but the equipment is much better than that of the Yellow Turban Army, which reduces the damage to a certain extent.

But...the number of Yellow Turbans is much larger than Lu Zhi's.

Even if the current battle loss is three to one, such a swap cannot be tolerated.

Even if there is a morale bonus, it is impossible to fight with cold weapons until the last soldier is killed. If the battle damage is serious enough, the army will be defeated like a mountain.

Even if the main general and the vanguard are not dead, they cannot be stopped.

Now Lu Zhi's side is quite imposing, but it may not be so if they die a little more.

Originally, it could also rely on killing the opponent's vanguard and general to perform an alternative beheading operation, completing the defeat of the strong with the weak, and a big comeback against the sky.

But now the Yellow Turbans all look the same.

There are no chief generals or generals at all, and it is impossible to capture the thief first and the king first.

Of course Lu Zhi could clearly see the situation on the field, and soon, he had a plan in mind.

Fight for a while, consume the vitality of the Yellow Turban Bandit, and then you can fight and retreat.

Strategic retreat!

It is impossible to completely wipe out the more than 20 troops of the Yellow Turbans here.

There is no need to completely wipe out the Yellow Turban Bandits here.

Just use up its vitality as much as possible.

If you retreat, you can withdraw calmly, and you can also make the yellow scarf thieves "not to chase after you", if you chase them, you will suffer heavy losses.

Just when Lu Zhi was about to give the order, a messenger ran up ahead: "General Zhonglang! Daoist Xia wants to retreat."

"Oh? What are Daoist Xia's plans?" Lu Zhi asked hastily.

"Xia Daochang said that he wants to use Taoism, which is powerful and indistinguishable from each other." The messenger said.

"Okay! Order..."

Lu Zhi ordered decisively.

The Taiping Demon Dao knows Taoism, and of course the Kunlun Righteous Daoist Xia also knows how to do it.

It's strange that he can only hold the universe in his hands.

Liu Bei and others who were fighting ahead were a little puzzled when they heard the sound of the horn.

However, the military order on the battlefield was like a mountain, and they began to lead the soldiers to fight and retreat. Tiamat stepped forward again, and opened his mouth to breathe out another dragon's breath.

After controlling the newly born Nether Legion, they slowly separated the two sides.

The front army began to retreat, Xia Yan Zhence stepped forward immediately, took out the sacred book of purification, and then took out the sacred crown and put it on.

The soldiers kept passing him and the horses.

"Daoist..."

Instead, Liu Bei and the others were the last to arrive, instead of going backwards, they followed Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen looked at the Yellow Turban Army that was still advancing in front of him, opened the book of sacred purification, and turned to the page of piercing the cross.

Press and hold the page and push it forward.

The Book of Holy Purification resonates with the Holy Crown.

The sacred crown above his head emitted a burst of brilliant light, majestic and majestic, covering Xia Yanzhen's figure.

The power of the holy law was poured into the book of holy purification, and then radiated out.

Light, holy light, golden light!
What it brought was extreme destruction.

A dozen huge crosses of light drilled out from the ground, tearing apart and devouring all creatures on the ground.

"This... is also Taoism?" Zhang Fei murmured as his eyes were engulfed by a piece of light.

Compared with the art of calling the wind and calling the rain.

The shock caused by the piercing cross blessed by the holy crown is even greater.

The two pieces of equipment, the Book of Holy Purification and the Holy Crown, are not things that can be obtained by normal dream apostles.

One is a combination of the Necronomicon and the Holy Purification Book.

These two pieces of equipment, no matter which one, are the "ultimate rewards" beyond the mission requirements.

And the Holy Crown is even more so.

The three belong to things that even if you get it, you dare not use it, and you can't use it.

Only when Xia Yan is really invulnerable can he use them without any scruples.

Moreover, the effect of superimposed use of the two is not as simple as one plus one.

When the light piercing the cross dissipated, the Yellow Turban Army had less than 5 people left.

More than [-] Yellow Turban soldiers died on the piercing cross.

The remaining survivors all had dull expressions, and a trace of panic slowly climbed up on their numb, puppet-like faces.

But what's interesting is that even in this situation, Xia Yanzhen saw that the morale surrounding these Yellow Turban soldiers didn't turn into a vague "thorn" shape.

At most, it wasn't that the original flame was beating and becoming sluggish.

The morale still blesses these Yellow Turbans, and it has not turned into their shackles and reminders.

"Boom boom boom!"

The thunderous sound of war drums came from behind.

Lu Zhi beat the drum himself, and with the sound of the drum ordered the crowd to charge.

This time it is not the charge of the vanguard, but the charge of the whole army!

(End of this chapter)